Yu Ziqing kept refining those materials, and after refining the contents of a storage bag, only a little bit the size of a pinky nail was left.
Slowly refining, when a head-sized mass of raw materials had been refined, that sense of suppression appeared.
Yu Ziqing could clearly sense the suppression, which was at least effective against a Sixth Tier Qi Refinent cultivator.
After several attempts at slting the magical treasure, Yu Ziqing gave up.
Such materials simply couldn't engrave runes or Daoist Patterns, and any remaining power would be shredded by Alien power.
However, just slting them into a lee weapon usable for Body Cultivation was no problem.
Three days later, Yu Ziqing crafted a simple pair of gloves.
Besides being sturdy, only the Alien power carried by the material itself remained.
Thinking it over, Yu Ziqing took out a hair from You Zhen's leg when he was Devilic; the demonic Qi was eerie, like a steel pillar.
After all this ti, the hair remained intact, retaining its original state.
Since it ca from a Devilic, nearly Tenth Tier Body Cultivator, using it as weapon material was absolutely fine.
Yu Ziqing continued slting, refining the hair after becoming Devilic, changing its size, turning it into a black stick.
Then he slted a layer of teor material refined to its current limit over it.
Then, he casually crafted a set of simple weapons for Yang before leaving the Artifact Refining Workshop.
The flas of this Artifact Refining Workshop were still too lacking; slting to the limit wasn't as good as the Nine Heavens Gang Wind's refinent.
Yu Ziqing wasn't reluctant to use the piece of material refined by the Nine Heavens Gang Wind; it was just that the flas here couldn't slt it at all.
Having crafted a pile of weapons, Yu Ziqing also knew those weapons simply couldn't suppress a Ninth Tier cultivator to the point of having no resistance.
Estimating they could suppress one level was already a bit of a stretch.
The purity of the slting was too low, the quantity too little.
But ultimately, it was necessary, and Yu Ziqing wasn't expecting it to play too big a role; just being able to break defenses would be enough.
Walking out of the Artifact Refining Workshop, Yu Ziqing took a deep look at Jiayin City, but didn't go back in, instead flying away and returning to the Grotto Heaven teeming with evil.
Upon seeing Yang, Yu Ziqing threw him a storage bag and then sent a voice transmission.
"Take it, used that kind of material, made a few weapons to make do for now, use them."
Yang glanced at the contents of the storage bag, impassively putting them away.
"The gap is indeed quite large."
"There's nothing to be done; back then, that was quite a big piece, refined with the best, naturally possessing absurdly strong power. We have just a small amount, and the refinent is junk, but it's usable."
"Indeed, well said, as long as it works."
Yu Ziqing continued sending voice transmission.
"With this, can you handle the biggest one?"
Yang pondered for a mont, nodded, then shook his head.
"Fifty-fifty, facing him head-on, within three breaths, he dies; after three breaths, I lose; after ten breaths, I die."
"If I face the remaining few, do I have a chance?"
Yang glanced at Yu Ziqing.
"If you beco Devilic and launch a sneak attack, and within one move, he doesn't die, then you'll die."
"Understood."
Yu Ziqing pondered a mont, calculating the strength of both sides.
Before the sealing was completed, definitely couldn't act; if they did, neither side could handle what ca next.
If the sealing was completed, the four Evil Dao were divided.
Yang against Zhao Tiancheng, with teor-made weapons, launching a sneak attack, and engaging in close combat.
Yang had a fifty percent chance of winning.
If Yu Ziqing faced the remaining three, engaging in close combat and sneaking in an attack with the teor weapon to break defenses, if he could kill one within a strike, he won. If not, and gave them a chance to counterattack, then he'd likely die.
A Qi Refining cultivator's body was far inferior to a Body Cultivator; this was true, but Qi Refining cultivators weren't completely without resistance.
An Eighth Tier Qi Refining cultivator, also an Evil Dao, plus the added environnt, was nearly Ninth Tier.
In that grotto, if they could avoid fighting, they'd better wait until they got out.
Sneaking an opportunity to counter-kill would be a bit more likely.
As for the Killing Technique practiced by King Xiang, which was also adept at instant kills, letting him deal with an Evil Dao shouldn't be too difficult.
With the remaining person, even if not skilled in killing techniques, dealing with one shouldn't be a problem.
Now the issue was how to smoothly exit the Grotto Heaven and then successfully kill Zhao Tiancheng, which was the most crucial step.
"The most crucial step depends on you, Yang."
Yang didn't answer, rely nodding.
The two of them re-entered the cave, arriving at the Sealed Land.
Feng Buju and Yin Busan, along with the other three of the Yin Family, worked together, sealing with even greater speed and smoothness.
The "God" within the evil lurking in the Evil Qi was continuously absorbed into the sealing.
The joint sealing of the two families, complented each other, making it the strongest seal of its ti, theoretically even more complete than the Yin Family's Death Seal.
Yu Ziqing simply waited quietly, watching.
King Xiang sat there solemnly, ditating with closed eyes, preferring to expend a bit of power than to go out.
None of them could trust the Evil Dao.
After half a month, the last light within the sealing array of the two Family Heads lit up.
The Evil Qi outside suddenly transford into the most ordinary Spiritual Energy, flowing naturally, devoid of that violent feeling anymore.
The sealing array slowly shrank, vaguely revealing a face within, roaring and howling—it was the "God" of the evil.
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